Chapter 45:
Oliver wrapped up things with Kara and most certainly, with giving his statements to the rest of the DEO overall. He was about ready to go off, when he came across two people. The Sara Lance of Earth-38 and Lena Luthor. Lena smiled at him.
"I would like to thank you for the rescue again," Lena said. "And….if it isn't any trouble, I would like to ask you for a meeting before you leave."
"It's not a problem," Oliver said. "And sure."
Lena just smiled. Oliver could see her casually checking him out. Sara-38 was a bit more blatant in the fact.
"It's just that I never had a chance to catch your name," Lena said. "And I always like to know who I should thank before I go on for life."
"Oliver, Oliver Queen," he responded. "By the way, do I exist in this world?"
"Well, kind of yes, and kind of no."
Kara, now changed back into her Supergirl attire, appeared right in front of them. Lena just nodded as she appeared. Kara held a newspaper in her hand and handed it to Oliver.
Oliver took the newspaper and read it with interest. It described Olivia Queen's communication satellite. A picture of an extremely attractive brunette woman with a buxom figure could be seen on the paper. Oliver found that extremely interesting to be perfectly honest.
"Well, I'm sticking around for a while," Oliver said. "We'll set up a meeting though."
"I have a few questions," Lena said. "My curiosity gets the better of me, but I have my share of blind spots towards the obvious."
And with that, Lena's eyes locked onto Kara. Oliver took this as his cue to give the two women some space.
"I should have told you."
"And I should have figured it out on my own. It was obvious, but I didn't want to put the pieces together."
Oliver really hoped his unintentional outing of Kara did not damage any friendship they had. Well, if push came to shove, Oliver could get the two to bond over common interests. Lena did seem interested in him none the less and Kara was very interested him none the less.
And speaking of interested, oh, Oliver was very interested in this Olivia Queen. And also getting to know about version of one of his lovely wives from a different Earth. Judging by the fact Sara sized him up like a prime cut of meat, the feeling had been more than mutual.
"I'm glad you made it."
Laurel threw her arms around Oliver the moment she crossed the portal and grinned ear to ear. She had made the trip. While Oliver was away, Tess, Karen, and Ruve managed to refine the technology even more.
"You've made some new friends here, I take it," Laurel said.
"Well, let me tell you about it."
The two went for a walk in the penthouse that Lena put Oliver up in. He intended to pay her back, although Lena insisted this was payment for saving her from being electrocuted by a mad man who had a god complex. So all things were even, in their own ways.
"My sister's here, not sure if I'm here, but I could be," Laurel said. "And are you here? Could another you be a problem?"
"Well, look for yourself."
Oliver passed the newspaper which Kara handed him, which described Olivia Queen. Laurel looked over the paper with equal parts interest and amusement. She started to grin from ear to ear before she dropped it down onto the table right beside Oliver. She wrapped her arms around Oliver and scooted into his lap.
"You've fucked your sisters and your mother," Laurel said. "You know, you could take the oh so constructive advice people have given you before and you now go and fuck yourself."
Oliver just cracked a smile. He heard that one more than a few times over the years. Never thought it would be possible to do it with an attractive counterpart of himself. Oliver tightened his grip around Laurel's arms.
"I've got a few things I want to do on this Earth," Oliver said. "And I sense that I'm here for a reason."
"Well, you've done many great things," Laurel said. "You've brought the League back to it's former greatness and pretty much cleaned up our city. Which you set out to do all of those years ago."
It seemed like a long way from those humble beginnings and now Oliver pulled Laurel closer to him. He lightly nibbled on the side of the ear of the gorgeous blonde as she gasped from his touch. Oliver put his hands on her shoulders and edged her closer towards him.
"It would be a real pity if we didn't take full advantage of this luxurious penthouse," Oliver told Laurel.
"And it's my duty as your wife to help you test out the bed."
The two locked lips with another intense, impressive kiss. They moaned into each other's mouths, with Oliver's hand locked on the back of Laurel's head as the two engaged in a steamy, intense little makeout session which just rocked the bodies of both of them.
The fun would just begin.
"Thank you for coming."
Oliver walked into the room with Lena Luthor. She led the way and Oliver admired a woman who would take charge like that in the business world. Of course, from Oliver's experience, women who took charge in the day to day tended to sing in a different tune in the bedroom.
It should be interesting to see whether or not this old idea played out completely. Lena stopped and motioned for another attractive woman to show up in the office.
"This is Samantha Arias, she's been a great help over the years, and she's at your disposal to help you as well, Mr. Queen," Lena remarked. "Sam, this is Oliver Queen."
"A pleasure to meet you," Oliver said. "If Lena trust you with such a role of prestige, then you must be a woman who is as smart as you are beautiful, Ms. Arias."
Sam just lit up with a smile and flushed as Oliver kissed the top of her hand. Shivers blew down her spine as Oliver pulled her a little bit closer towards him.
"Thank you for the compliment," Sam said. "And call me Sam."
"Well, Sam, it's a pleasure to meet you," Oliver said. "I hope I get to know you a bit better."
A warm feeling erupted through the pit of Sam's stomach, as Oliver held her in close for a second and allowed her to leave. Lena's mouth just twitched in a smile.
"Mr. Queen is a visitor from an alternate version of our Earth. Speaking of which, do I exist on your Earth in any form or fashion, Mr. Queen?"
"You...well you're not going to like this," Oliver said. "You murdered your family on Thanksgiving one year and ended up committed to an insane asylum."
Lena nodded grimly. The Luthors on her Earth had some very tense holiday gatherings and it was a family saying you had to keep your eye on whoever was carving the turkey, for they had a knife on their hand.
"I don't know what became of you after that day, other than you were committed," Oliver said. 'I really wish I had more information."
"And obviously less people I could trust," Lena said. "Or count on to support me. But...thank you for sharing that uncomfortable detail. I was the one who asked, and I take full responsibility for doing so. The truth is uncomfortable sometimes."
Lena stared out at the window. A different choice in life and she could have taken the same grisly path as the other Lena. Once again, Lena had been very fortunate.
"Ms. Luthor? Lena?"
Sam placed her hand on Lena's shoulder. Lena jolted out of her thoughts and sighed deeply.
"Just thinking about you, Sam, Sara, and now Kara, I guess, good friends of mine, who I like having have my back, so to speak," Lena said. "But, we're here for business, and not personal entanglements now."
Lena motioned for them all to sit down and they did, around a little conference table in her office.
"Your interdimensional travel can open up the door for communication, both in this world and other galaxies," Lena said. "Infinite possibilities upon infinite Earths. While I admit some worlds might be less desirable than others, there is an opportunity."
"There is an opportunity," Oliver said. "But, I believe your work could offer many benefits already, with the knowledge I bring to your work."
"Mmm, an interesting proposal, Mr. Queen. Tell me more."
Upon the several Earths in the multiverse, the most isolated had been Earth-X. An alteration in history allowed the Nazis to win World War II by getting nuclear bomb technology and other advanced weaponry beyond anything the world had ever seen. Everyone fell to them, the United Kingdom, all of Europe, the Soviet Union, and even their former allies in the Axis were obliterated in their path when they were no longer needed by the Reich. Japan was virtually wiped out, as they refused to surrender and fought to the death, leaving their entire country a wasteland.
Even the vaunted United States perished, as Nazi air ships attacked the land and secured large parts of the country, along with the rest of North America and annexed it into their empire. Pockets of resistance throughout the world fought back, and they had their share of handicaps, namely the Austrian Madman who controlled the Reich for several decades. But, they managed to succeed despite him until he finally fell many years back.
History had been written by the victors and the might of the Nazis would be supreme. These were not boogeymen invoked to win an Internet argument over ideology. For no, they were fierce and extremely dangerous. They controlled any and all communication and anyone who had opposed them had been struck down.
Dinah Laurel Lance of Earth-X stood, awaiting a meeting with another one of her. Some called her Siren-X, but she preferred the name, Deathbird, because her crime. She had been joined by Kara Zor-El of Earth-X, known as Overgirl. They had fiercely competed over the same man, the leader of the Reich, Oliver Queen. Kara won and Laurel gracefully conceded to defeat, for the good of the Reich. However, should Kara perish, then she would be there to assist Oliver in any way they can.
Speaking of which, Oliver Queen sat, hooked to a breathing apparatus which showcased his labored breathing. He injected a chemical into his body which stopped the man. A large, brutish man, with dark hair and a beard showed up before him. Vandal Savage, the advisor of the Reich for many years. Oliver was at least more willing to listen to advice more than the Reich's initial leader was.
"We've found what we were searching for," Vandal Savage. "Donors for the afflictions of both yourself and Overgirl, a perfect match for both."
"Finally," Oliver-X breathed.
"Rest," Overgirl said. "You need to recover. They cannot see you weak."
"Nor you," Oliver-X said. "I trust you will be discreet about this."
"I'm loyal to you," Laurel-X said with a smile. "Anyone who opposes you, they've suffered before I granted them death's sweet release."
Oliver-X stood, despite every inch of his body racked with misery. Each breath felt like fire admitted through his lungs. The device allowed him to breath enough to live, but not breath with comfort.
"The breach which opened on Earth-38 gave us enough data," Savage said. "Strange assures us this will work, once we have the donors."
A big smile crossed over the face. Oliver Queen in the future thought he could banish Vandal Savage to the oblivion of the multiverse. Thanks to a riff opened, Savage managed to appear on this alternate Earth and assist the Nazis in building up their empire.
He had been building over the decades an army and weapons he would need to strike back. And strike back Vandal Savage would in the worst way possible.
Revenge would be delicious.
To Be Continued in the Fifth and Final Volume
